Once again, my beloved alma mater has trounced the once proud Notre Dame fighting Irish on the gridiron, perpetuating a recent tradition. In response to an exceedingly irritating segment of the Notre Dame fan base, which has taken to labeling Boston College as Fredo, I have meditated upon the situation and come up with my own analogy for Notre Dame football and their fans: the Great Pumpkin and Linus.Much like Linus, the ND fan base suffers form a painful annual delusion: the rise of their football program. The fans argue that this year will be their "Return to Glory," and proclaim their faith in this inevitable destiny. Smug, entitled, sometimes crude, they look down their noses at all other programs who have "temporarily" unseated their Great Pumpkin, who will rise from their pumpkin patch in South Bend and bring a national title to Touchdown Jesus. Clinging to their impressive and, in many ways, unmatched history of success, the fans fervently wait for the resurrection that never comes.
Once their Great Pumpkin fails to materialize, they begin to equivocate with the standard refrains of every disappointed fan base, blaming coaches, players, the "loose" standards at other schools, or (my personal favorite) that every other team on their schedule treats their game as their Super Bowl, and somehow musters their best 60 minutes.
Give it a rest folks. Accept that, for this season and the foreseeable future, there will be no national title. Notre Dame has the potential to return to the top ten, and even to play at a high level, but there could be another generation spent waiting in the pumpkin patch before they play for a national title.
